Li.
Is this Xuanyuan Li
Xuanyuan Li was of the same generation as the monarch. If he were alive, he would be about the same age as the monarch.
This should be a portrait of him when he was young.
Why is there a feeling of deja vu, as if I've seen it somewhere
Is that the tear mole? Xiao Heng also has it.
Or the red tassel in his hand
"This is Xuanyuan Li, the former head of the Xuanyuan family." Seeing that she was fascinated, Ye Qing introduced her intimately.
The Xuanyuan family was a taboo in the Yan Kingdom, and Ye Qing was the eldest disciple of the National Teacher's Hall, so he had such confidence to mention it.
Gu Jiao watched for a while, carefully put away the portrait, and opened another one.
This time she looked at the name first, Xuanyuan Sheng.
It is also a portrait of a young man, looking like he is in his early twenties.
He was dressed in silver armor and held a red tassel spear.
If he took off his armor, he would be a handsome young man with a celestial appearance.
Ye Qing looked at the portrait and said, "Xuanyuansheng was frail and sickly when he was a child, and with this cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, he was always laughed at by young masters of the same age as a little girl. Then he followed his father to practice martial arts desperately, trying to become stronger, and finally became a A generation of famous generals who can continue the legend of Xuanyuanli God of War."
Gu Jiao sighed: "There is still such an anecdote."
The man in the portrait is tall, with sharp eyes and a fierce aura. Who would have guessed that he had such an experience when he was a child
The third portrait that Gu Jiao opened was Queen Xuanyuan before she left the pavilion, and the name below it was Xuanyuan Hanyan.
It is a portrait of her riding on a horse and kicking the ball, which is quite a bit like a doorkeeper girl.
Appearance is very beautiful.
Shangguan Yan looks a lot like her, especially her pair of Ruifeng eyes.
In this way, Xiao Heng looks a lot like her.
The fourth portrait that Gu Jiao opened was also a daughter of the Xuanyuan family, whose name was Xuanyuan Zi.
"Who is she?" Gu Jiao asked Ye Qing.
Ye Qing said pleasantly, "Xuanyuan Zi, the eldest daughter of the Xuanyuan Li family, the younger sister of Xuanyuan Sheng, and the later Concubine Jing Shi."
Gu Jiao was puzzled: "Sir... Concubine?"
Ye Qing thought for a while and said, "Ah, Mrs. An Guogong. When she died, Prince Jing had not yet inherited the palace, so he was buried as a concubine."
Gu Jiao said subconsciously, "Jing Yinyin's mother?"
This time it was Ye Qing who was puzzled: "Huh? Young Master Xiao, do you know?"
Gu Jiao snorted: "Suddenly it popped into my head."
Ye Qing expressed his understanding: "You have been in the capital for so long, you must have heard about the Anguo Gongfu."
"Well, I've heard of some." Gu Jiao continued to look at the woman in the portrait.
This is an out-of-this-world face. When the facial features are taken apart, each of them is not too delicate, but it looks good when put together.
It's the look Gu Jiao likes.
Gu Jiao stared at Xuanyuan Zi's portrait for a long time, until the last ray of light from the sky dimmed.
At this moment, there was a bumping movement from the stairs coming down from the third floor. It was a disciple who knocked over the scroll of books in his hand and rolled to the ground.
Ye Qing hurried to help him pick it up.
The two disciples on duty on the second floor did not move.
In the library, not only books and materials are graded, but also the disciples.
The disciples on the first floor cannot go to the second floor, they cannot peep at the things on the second floor, and the disciples on the second floor cannot go to the third floor and touch the things related to the third floor.
Therefore, Ye Qing can only help.
Seeing that the two disciples didn't move, Gu Jiao probably understood that she was not suitable for the past, so she stayed where she was.
It's just that the disciple was in a hurry, and the portrait he finally picked up fell again. He was busy grabbing the portrait and almost fell.
Ye Qing was also embarrassed by him.
A scroll rolled to Gu Jiao's feet. Gu Jiao bowed and picked up the scroll without opening it. She walked over and handed it to them: "Here."
Ye Qing took it: "Thank you."
There were several scrolls scattered on the ground, Gu Jiao didn't look at it, she turned around and left.
But out of the corner of her eye, she inadvertently swept to a portrait.
Her first reaction was to continue to leave, but her second reaction was to abruptly stop.
This time, she looked at the portrait generously, and the disciple rolled it up and put it away very quickly.
He apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, Big Brother."
Ye Qing said leniently: "It's okay, be more careful next time."
He said gratefully, "Yes, then, Senior Brother, I'm leaving."
Ye Qing nodded: "Go."
The disciple went down to the second floor with a pile of books and portraits.
The young man in the portrait lingered in Gu Jiao's mind.
For nothing else, just because the boy's face looks too much like Long Yi's.
If Long Yi was thirteen or fourteen years old, it might be like that.
Ordinary people can't completely outline a person's face in their minds, even the closest parents, as long as they close their eyes, there is only a vague outline left.
But Gu Jiao is a specially trained person, she can embody all the faces she remembers.
She kept comparing Long Yi with the boy in the portrait in her mind.
Could that boy be Long Yi from many years ago? Or is it just a person with a similar appearance to Long Yi
If it's the latter, it's fine, if it's Long Yi—
Judging from the distribution on the first and second floors, the more you go up, the more secretive it becomes.
The portrait just now was taken from the third floor. Even the portraits of the Xuanyuan family and the ten major families are only on the second floor. Could it be that Long Yi's level of confidentiality is higher than theirs
…
In the study room on the third floor, the monarch and the national teacher sat down on the group mat to play a game.
Wang Xu had been waiting beside the two for more than half an hour.
It was not until the last son of the national teacher fell that the king sighed: "You won again."
The national teacher said: "It's only half an eye to win."
The monarch hummed: "Half an eye is also a win, don't think I didn't see that you have been making chess."
The national teacher looked at the monarch and said: "Your Majesty's chess skills in the past were not so bad. Your Majesty is absent-minded, because you are worried about your wife?"
"I didn't worry about her!" After the monarch finished speaking, he paused, "Also, she's not too girly."
Master Guo Shi did not reveal that it was you who called your wife first last night.
The monarch hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can her wound... really heal?"
"Yes." The national teacher said without hesitation.
The king looked at him suspiciously: "You are too sure."
Master Guo Shi said: "Because she performed the operation, I am very confident."
The monarch frowned even more: "Guo Shi, I have known you for more than 30 years, and you have never praised anyone in front of me. Could it be that this Xiao Liulang is really that good?"
The national teacher said: "Yes."
The monarch was not used to such praise by the national teacher, and he did not even praise Xuanyuan Li in that way.
"But I don't like him very much," said the king.
Master Guo Shi poured a cup of tea for the monarch: "Because there is no reverence for imperial power in her eyes? Just like... the Xuanyuan family."
Mentioning the Xuanyuan family, the monarch's face sank.
The national teacher said calmly: "Your Majesty doesn't have to mind, he is just a student from Zhao Kingdom. In addition to being proficient in medicine, he can kick the ball, and he has a little skill, so it's nothing."
The monarch frowned: "It's nothing to be admitted to this point by you?"
The national teacher seemed to be in a good mood, laughed and said, "Since ancient times, heroes have been young."
The king did not continue this topic.
Master National Teacher raised his hand.
A disciple who was respectfully waiting by his side stepped forward and planned to rearrange the chessboard. The monarch waved his hand: "Forget it, it's getting late, it's getting late, I should go back to the palace."
"Your Majesty." Lord National Teacher looked at Wang Xu who was beside him.
The monarch remembered that Wang Xu had just come here, but he was too involved in playing chess, so he kept Wang Xu waiting until now.
"What's the matter—" Before the monarch could finish speaking, his voice caught in his throat, and he frowned, "How did you become like this?"
Wang Xu has already changed back to his Guandu Lieutenant's uniform, but this pig-headed face can't be changed for a while.
He had no intention of smearing the eldest grandson of the emperor, but said embarrassingly, "I fell."
Master Guo Shi took a sip of tea and jokingly said: "People who practice martial arts are very powerful, and their wrestling strength is also very comparable."
Ordinary people can't fall into a pig's head... Wang Xu felt embarrassed, and falling on his own sounds better than being beaten.
Wang Xuyan returned to the original story, and handed over the report: "Wei Chen investigated the case of the injury of his wife, and he has some eyebrows."
"Oh?" The monarch just picked up the teacup and was about to drink it when he heard the words and put the cup down, "Speak."
Wang Xu took out a clean handkerchief from his bosom, and opened it to reveal a thin strand of Gesi: "This is what Wei Chen found among the thorns at the crime scene. It should be from the murderer's clothes."
Zhang Dequan took the handkerchief and handed it to the monarch and the national teacher.
Master Guo Shi glanced at it and said: "It's Gebu, produced in Huaiyang County, with a medium quality. Our Guoshi Hall also uses this kind of Gebu to make summer clothes for our disciples."
The materials that the disciples of the National Master Hall can afford are not ordinary materials.
The monarch continued to look at the national teacher.
Master Guo Shi picked it up and smelled it: "There is no spice smell of our Guo Shi Hall, and I am not a person from the Guo Shi Hall."
King: Who doubts your National Teacher Hall
The Master National Teacher looked at Zhang Dequan: "Who wears this kind of Gesi in the palace?"
"This..." Zhang Dequan couldn't infer this from just a strand of kudzu.
The Master National Teacher said to the disciple beside him: "Go and get an identical Gebu."
"Yes." The disciple turned around.
After a while, he came over with a long piece of ge cloth.
Zhang Dequan stepped forward to touch it, and said in amazement, "This kind of material is what this servant wears!"
Master Guo Shi said: "It seems that it is the father-in-law of your palace, or the father-in-law who has the same rank as Eunuch Zhang."
Wang Xu added: "The other party did not leave footprints on the scene, and Wei Chen guessed that the other party's Qinggong was extremely high."
There are not many eunuchs with light skills and high grades, but it is not ruled out that the other party has been hiding his skills.
The monarch said in a deep voice, "I'll give you one night. If I don't see the murderer tomorrow morning, you will be the chief officer of Guan!"
It's only one night's work, it's too-
But the monarch did what he said, and if he really couldn't find out, he would have to be deprived of his official position tomorrow.
He cupped his hands in response: "Wei Chen takes orders!"
…
It was getting late, the king should go back.
"Where's the little princess?" he asked Zhang Dequan.
Zhang Dequan said: "It seems that he is playing in the garden with his little classmate, and little Zheng Zi is following."
Xiao Zhengzi is the master of the palace.
This is the National Teacher's Hall. The monarch is not worried about the safety of the little princess. He is just worried that she will feel wronged if he neglects her for so long.
When she was sad, she cried, and when she cried, she was earth-shattering.
"Where's the dim sum?" asked the king.
"It's here." Zhang Dequan mentioned the food box he had prepared earlier.
"Yeah." The monarch took Zhang Dequan and Dim Sum to the garden to find the little princess.
Coincidentally, Gu Jiao was also looking for a small clearance. She also heard that the two children were playing in the garden in the afternoon, and came here directly after coming out of the library.
Unexpectedly, he did not find Xiaojingkong, but met the king instead.
When the king saw Gu Jiao, Gu Jiao's words flashed in his mind involuntarily, "It's cured, do you want to thank him?"
He was furious.
Shangguan Yan was injured and calmed down. He thought that no one would be able to anger him, but this is good, but Xiao Liulang appeared out of nowhere.
Master Guo Shi is right, there is no reverence for the imperial power in the eyes of this kid, and naturally there is no fear of his monarch.
He stood there upright, and in a trance, the monarch seemed to see Xuanyuan Sheng's figure back then.
Why not Xuanyuan Li, probably because when the monarch knew Xuanyuan Li, Xuanyuan Li was no longer a teenager.
He had only seen the young Xuanyuan Sheng in fresh clothes and angry horses.
"Why don't you kneel when you see me?"
"Why are you kneeling?"
"I am the king."
"You are not my monarch, I am from Zhao."
The monarch has lived for most of his life, and he has never seen such an arrogant person!
The king's eyes became dangerous.
Just at this moment, a little eunuch came hurriedly and whispered a few words to Zhang Dequan. Zhang Dequan said to the monarch: "Your Majesty! The little princess is in the Qilin Hall! Let's hurry up and find her! Otherwise, I won't be able to see you, It's time for her to cry again! She'll be looking for you as soon as it gets dark, have you forgotten?"
The monarch thought of the crying Shangguan Xue, and decided to let this kid go for the time being.
He walked towards the Qilin Hall with a sullen face.
Gu Jiao also wants to go back to the Qilin Hall.
The little princess is here, and the little headroom must be there.
The king only thought she was going to take care of his wife, frowned and said nothing.
It was completely dark now, and at this hour on weekdays, if the little princess could not see him, he would cry so much that the whole harem would be restless.
With that in mind, the king quickened his pace.
He flashed a hundred ways to comfort the little princess in his mind, but when he came to the door of the Qilin Hall, he was directly dumbfounded by the scene in front of him.
The little princess and Xiao Jingkong stood at the door on the left and right, with their small bodies upright and their little arms fluttering behind them, like two little mascots.
The two little heads swayed in rhythm and sang cutely.
"You love me, I love you~ da da da sweet honey~ you love me, I love you~ da da da sweet honey~"
After singing for half an hour, all the teachers all over the country have learned—
King: "..."
Gu Jiao: "..."
Jiaojiao: Well, I just taught a few old songs from a hundred years ago.
K Songs: Michelle Ice City Theme Song
(End of this chapter)